When Qingyi saw the sword hanging on the wall, she was moved and wanted to take it off. But she knew it was the Taoist priest's magic sword. As soon as her fingers touched the scabbard, the sword was unsheathed and slashed towards her. A strong murderous aura hit her mind.

In the flash of lightning, she turned around and fled, but she turned around and the sword had already slashed from her shoulders. She staggered and almost threw herself to the ground. She rushed out without daring to turn back, and she dared not pick up the stack of Taoist books at the door. She rushed out of the house and saw the firewood in the distance still burning with a raging fire. She didn't dare to leave from the front door, for fear of meeting the Taoist priest who had rushed back, turned around and fled behind, climbed through the wall of the Taoist yard, and drilled into the dense forest.

Just as she climbed over the courtyard wall, the thin Taoist priest in the sky towards the front door had already stepped back with anger on his face, stepping into the void step by step, at an extremely fast speed.

He rushed into the Sutra Tower and rushed out in an instant. He had already added a sword with a green sheath in his hand. He jumped up to the roof, drew the sword out, stood in front of him, and closed his eyes. After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes, and a solid light burst out from his eyes. A mouthful of spiritual energy sprayed out on the sword. The sword immediately buzzed and shrouded, covering a layer of green light. He threw the sword into the sky, and the sword circled over his head, and then flew towards the direction where Qingyi escaped.

The thin Taoist stood quietly on the roof with his fingers, his eyes closed. After a while, he opened his eyes, sneered, and walked into the air in the direction where the sword was flying. Through a dense forest and came to a tree, he saw the sword stammering deeply on a tree, and there was a bloody clothing hanging on the tree. The sword pierced the clothes and pierced into the tree.

The Taoist looked angry, drew his sword, flew to the top of the tree, stood on the branch and looked up, and saw the green waves rising and falling, and the insects in his ears were faintly chirping.

Jin Xiangdi was startled when she saw Qingyi. She saw that her face was pale and her hair was disheveled. Her upper body was just wrapped in a green skirt cloth, exposing her flat belly, and holding her waist in a full shape. The dress that was originally dragged to the heel of her lower body was torn off, revealing two pink and white legs. The fabric surrounding her upper body was obviously from there.

"How could this happen?" The golden elephant came out of the crack of the rock and asked quickly.

"The Taoist priest left a sword in the house, almost killing his aunt." Qingyi said with some anger.

"Then, did you steal it?" Jin Xiangdi asked nervously.

Qingyi glared at her eyes and said angrily: "You haven't seen me like this, but I actually asked me if I had stolen it."

Jin Xiangdi immediately did not dare to speak, but he thought to himself: "Are you okay? I'm responsible for luring him out, you're responsible for stealing the book, I don't ask this, what else do I ask."

Qingyi suddenly turned around and saw a wound cut from her shoulder to her waist, which was deep enough to see the bones. She untied the cloth knot on her back, and Jin Xiangdi suddenly felt the urge to see how white her chest was. She did not turn around, but lay on the dead leaves on the ground and said, "This Taoist priest's magic sword has been smeared with medicine, so that my wound cannot heal. Use your poison to remove the medicine."

Jin Xiangdi didn't dare to neglect her. After responding, she swam up from her calves and then swam along her thighs to her waist. He felt that the skin of Qingyi was as smooth as jade, and she would slide to the ground as soon as she walked quickly. Another warm feeling came from her skin, accompanied by a faint fragrance.

He suddenly found that Qingyi was still a little different from the women in the world. No matter who it is in the world, he could clearly see the pores in his eyes, but he couldn't see them from Qingyi. When he wandered around his slender waist, he didn't dare to think about it anymore, and concentrated on spewing out the venom from his body. He heard Qingyi's humming in his ears, and didn't know whether she was in pain or comfort. After pausing, he didn't hear what she said, and sprayed the venom on it along the wound.

The autumn wind is cool, and the sun is no longer vicious. In the fiery red maple forest, a girl lies naked among the dead leaves, turning her head to look at a small golden snake on her back. Her jade face is slightly red, her black hair is drooping, her slender waist is smooth, and her arms are tightly clamped the green cloth in front of her body, supporting the ground with her elbows. From above, she can't see any delicate beauty on her chest.

A gust of wind blew, blowing red leaves all over the sky.

Three more days passed, and the wound on Qingyi's back had healed. During these three days, she had woven a green skirt by picking insect silks and an unknown leaf in the mountains. Jin Xiangdi already knew that she had stole two Taoist books. She wanted to read it, but she refused. This made Jin Xiangdi very angry and scolded her for being a dishonest liar. He decided to leave this vicious and bully woman.

Autumn goes and winter comes.

From the sky of maple leaves as blood as the sky to the snow that whitened the green mountains, Jin Xiangdi still could not escape. It was not that he did not escape, but that he had escaped but could not escape. Every time he escaped several mountains and was caught back.

There was heavy snow in the sky, endless.

Jin Xiang Dipan looked at Qingyi, who was floating in the wind and snow outside in the cave, and was full of envy. He knew that she was practicing the wind escape technique, and he had secretly read the wind escape technique. Compared to "Taishang Weiyan", the wind escape technique was much simpler. After reading it once, he roughly understood what he was talking about, but he understood it. Qingyi could practice the wind escape technique, but he had no idea. As for another Xuantian Gangqi, Qingyi also showed him, but he could understand it, but he could not practice it.

A gust of wind blew into the cave, and the wind rolled in the air, and a girl in green appeared in the wind.

"Hehe, this wind escape technique is really good. Unfortunately, it's just the most basic one. If you have a more advanced wind escape technique, you can escape thousands of miles." Qingyi glanced at the envious Golden Xiangdi and said happily: "You are blessed. Once you transform into shape, you will have magic tricks to practice. You don't have to look everywhere like me."

"Why do you have to transform into shape to practice magic tricks?" Jin Xiangdi asked.

"I have told you how many times that this is a method of practice created by humans. Naturally, it must be transformed into humans to practice." Qingyi said.

"But I can absorb spiritual energy now, and practicing that magic trick is also absorbing spiritual energy." Jin Xiangdi argued.

"Haha, this is different. Have you ever felt that after the spiritual energy enters the body, it seems to be blocked by something. Then most of the spiritual energy scatters back to the world, and only a small part of it stayed." Qingyi said.

Jin Xiangdi nodded quickly and said, "Yes, there is a snow mountain that blocks the spiritual energy that I absorbed into my body. Only a small part of it stayed under the snow mountain and slowly turned into a stream."

"That's right. After each demon opens his spirit, he will encounter this kind of thing. Moreover, the way each demon blocks the spiritual energy when absorbing spiritual energy is different. For example, yours is a snow mountain, and mine is a blue sea, which is called a transverse bone in the Taoist sect. Only by practicing this transverse bone can it become a human."

Jin Xiangdi was confused and said to himself: "When will it take for a snow-capped mountain to be cultivated? Is it really going to take hundreds of years?"

Qingyi seemed to have guessed what Jin Xiangdi was thinking and said, "If you want to transform, you don't have to practice it yourself, you can also be enlightened by experts."

"What kind of master can enlighten me?" Jin Xiangdi was surprised in his heart, as if he had pulled out the dark clouds and saw the bright moon.

"At least one person or above, he must be a real person from Taiqing's lineage."

"What is Taiqing Halal? Are there so many kinds of real people?" Jin Xiangdi asked in confusion. It was already difficult to hear that it was necessary for people above the real person to enlighten them. And what about Taiqing Halalal, the conditions were even more harsh.

"Of course there are many kinds of real people, and it's right. You don't know what real people are. Then I will tell you that practitioners who can lead the nectar of the nine heavens to the purple palace inside, and those who can activate the power of heaven and earth outside to form magic are called real people. After becoming a real person, practicing again is to establish Dharma images. People in the Taoist sect generally practice the Dharma images of Taiqing, Yuqing, and Shangqing. This Taiqing Zhenren is the true person who practices Taiqing Dharma images." Qingyi stood in this rough cave and explained.

Jin Xiangdixin thought it was good now, it was hard to meet a real person, and now he still had to be a very halal person. It seems that he could only refine the crossbone of the snow mountain by himself.

Qingyi suddenly chuckled and said, "I know there is someone who is good at enlightening the bones."

"Who?" Jin Xiangdi asked quickly.

"Shitu Ridge, the King of Moving Mountains." Qingyi said slowly.

"Okay, where is he? Let's go find him." Jin Xiangdi said quickly, and he didn't ask who this was.

Qingyi smiled and said, "I just heard that this mountain-moving king often enlightens the crossbone for the little demon, but the little demon who was enlightened and transformed must become his subordinates and obey him. Are you willing to do this?"

Jin Xiangdi was silent for a while and said, "I do."

"There is another point, the transformation of his enlightened demon cannot be perfect! Can you accept this?"

"What does it look like if you can't be perfect?"

"It means that after the transformation, some original features will be left behind." Qingyi Yingying smiled and looked down at Jin Xiangdi.

Jin Xiangdi was silent again, and after a while, he asked: "Will it affect your future practice?"

"That depends on your luck. If you are lucky, there will be no impact at all. If you are not lucky, you will have it. However, even if you have an impact, you can practice magic tricks. Moreover, the remaining flaws of the original body can be practiced and dissolved in the future."

"Okay, let's go find the King of Moving Mountain." Jin Xiangdi immediately agreed.

"Hehe, it's you who's going, but I won't go. If you go west, there will be Lion Camel Ridge about 30,000 miles away." Qingyi said with a smile.

Jin Xiangdi raised her head and couldn't speak for a long time. She turned on the ground, looked at the heavy snow outside, and suddenly turned around and said, "Walking west, about 30,000 miles?"

"That's right, it's only 30,000 miles away." Qingyi said.

"Okay, I'll go by myself, can you untie the black hair tied to me?" Jin Xiangdi said.

"There is no need to untidy the black hair, you go." Qingyi said with a smile.

Jin Xiangdi didn't say anything else. He came to the entrance of the cave, looked at the gray sky, and the flying snow flying in the wind, as if he saw his own way forward. He took a deep breath in his heart and said, "Thirty thousand miles of wind and snow roads, just treat it as my transformation path."

A golden light shot into the wind and snow, penetrated the cold wind, fell on the snow and turned into a golden snake, wandering at a rapid speed, and in a blink of an eye it had already penetrated into the wind and snow.
Chapter completed!